Even though she knew that Song Hansheng put the interests of the sect first, Yun Que was still hurt by his ruthless killing intent. She sneered, "I didn't expect you to be so inconsiderate of the friendship between fellow disciples."
Chu Xingzhi freed his hands and wanted to help, but fell silent after hearing this, "Um. What do you have in common?"
The Changming Sect still had the intention of being locked up in the forbidden land together, but the Yueqing Sect almost had an internal fight when they went to the secret realm before. He really didn't see any intention at all.
The territory under Ye Qinghan's feet was staggered, and he brought two powerful demons into the territory to fight. In terms of strength, the Five Sects were above the Demons, but in terms of numbers, they were really unable to win. There were countless Jindan stage cultivators on the Demon side, and so far, only a group of direct disciples of the Five Sects could reach this standard.
Although their strength is weak, they are also in the Jindan stage.
There are many conveniences provided by the Chaoxi Sword after it transformed. There is the sword spirit to remind the location, and Mingxuan is with him. As a result, no demon cultivator dared to provoke the two of them for a while. Mingxuan also took the time to check on the situation in other sects and found that they did not need to worry about it.
After several rounds of training, they were now able to deal with these demons with ease.
Qin Huai and Zhou Xingyun were tripped up by two powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and the remaining disciples were faced with a one-on-two or even one-on-three situation.
Chu Xingzhi turned around and chopped down. The Inchxue sword was covered with a bit of white frost, which spread out and hit the demon cultivator's shoulder, almost splitting the man in half.
Neither side held back and had been unhappy with each other for a long time.
The situation is that the five sects have the upper hand temporarily, but it is only temporary. The number of demons is really too large. This does not look like they are standing up for their Demon Lord at all. It is clearly an excuse to take the opportunity to get rid of these disciples.
Several elders watched this scene and suppressed their desire to take action.
If they take action, the nature of the situation will change. There must be old guys guarding the demon clan side. If they dare to come out to help, the situation will definitely get out of control.
The attributes of various spiritual roots flickered, the dust was swept up, and sword energy took shape. Ye Qinghan had a blank expression on his face, and tried to break this situation with violence, but ended in failure.
These demons don't take their lives seriously at all. They rush to their deaths one after another. There are too many of them in the Jindan stage.
Song Han said decisively, "Kill Yun Que, I will help you control it." If they wanted to control the situation and gain the upper hand at this time, they could only rely on the talisman practitioners. Ye Qinghan nodded.
Agreed.
Yun Que's face changed drastically, and she stopped fighting with Song Hansheng. Ye Qinghan's sword had already arrived, and a sword coldly pierced through her heart. There was no emotion in the boy's eyes, and he wanted to add a second sword, but was bounced away by a powerful demonic energy.
He barely stopped and looked at Yun Que who was being protected in the arms of the young master of the demon clan, and frowned.
Song Hansheng sighed, "Not dead?"
Ye Qinghan shook his head.
Song Hansheng no longer worried about whether he could kill Yun Que on the spot. He formed a seal with his hands, glanced at Ming Xuan and several talisman practitioners from Yue Qing Sect, and divided the battlefield.
Several sword cultivators joined the massacre with swords in hand the moment the talisman formation rose.
"There are too many of them." Mingxuan said, "Should we kill them all?"
They don't practice the way of killing, so their spiritual energy will eventually run out.
"Let's control the situation first." Zhou Xingyun said calmly and concisely.
"The problem is that we can't control them!" Chu Xingzhi hissed, raised his shuriken, and stabbed a demon to death with his backhand, "They are like mad dogs."
It's not possible to control it just because you want to.
"A talisman for immobilization?"
Ming Xuan: "It's useless. The immobilization talisman can only control a small area. There are too many of them."
The demon clan’s reputation of having as many golden elixirs as there are dogs is well-deserved. They can easily launch a war of attrition by sending them in waves.
This stalemate between them is very tiring. The demons are okay because they have a large number of people, but there are only a few direct descendants, and they are simply overwhelmed.
Ye Qiao was holding the Demon Lord who was beaten half to death by it and the evil god. She was afraid that he would wake up in the middle of the fight or something unexpected would happen, so she stabbed him several times with the Feixian Sword without hesitation.
After finally making sure that the other party would not wake up, she dragged the Demon Lord like a dog, staggering back to the sect on the flying sword.
It was the first time that Ye Qiao was dragging someone along on a sword. Her sword was wobbly and she almost fell down several times.
She was fine after the fall. The Demon Lord was hit several times by Kuku, and Ye Qiao carried him with a guilty conscience and continued walking.
When we arrived at Changming Sect, we found that the elders seemed to be gone.
Ye Qiao asked a few inner sects for directions and then she realized that everyone was in Yueqing Sect. When she dragged the Demon Lord here, the two sides were already fighting fiercely. After observing for a while, she found that the five sects had the upper hand in terms of the situation.
But that's all.
If we don't stop later, those who will suffer will be our disciples.
In any war of attrition, the one with more numbers wins. Ye Qiao casually took out an amplified note from his mustard bag, signaled the Feixian Sword to fly higher, and put on a confident and arrogant look, saying in a calm tone:
"Demons down there, you are surrounded."
The sound was very loud, and with the help of the amplifying stone, the people below could definitely hear it.
"What?"
The demon clan's military advisor smiled slightly wider. He looked up into the air and saw a young girl carrying an unknown object, looking somewhat bored and exhausted.
Middle stage of Golden Elixir.
Poses no threat.
He came to a conclusion very quickly.
"How dare a person come here to provoke me?" The young master of the demon clan narrowed his eyes, "Ye Qiao, you have been surrounded by our people, do you know?"
He still remembers clearly the personal disciple who called out to people when they had a disagreement.
"Ha." She seemed a little surprised and raised her head to avoid a fierce attack. "Don't fight and kill. It will hurt the harmony."
Ye Qiao's smile faded.
The flying sword in his hand suddenly swung down horizontally, and he narrowed his eyes, revealing the full appearance of the hostage in his hand. Ye Qiao raised the corner of his lips, "Your Demon Lord is in my hands."
She held the Demon Lord by herself, stepped on the sword, and forcibly stopped the fierce battle between the two sides, and her voice suddenly rose again.
"Now, all the demons, squat down and hold your heads."
“…”
Seeing that they didn't move, Ye Qiao sneered, "Why don't you put down your weapons? Do you want to usurp the throne?"
Surrounded indeed.
But now it should be Ye Qiao alone who surrounded all of them.
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